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rileythefool · 5 months
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I wrote a story about personal growth, healing, relationships, and physical intimacy.
If you like cozy slice-of-life stories, miss when shows had beach episodes, and want to see polyamory with communication... I wrote this for you. if you hate trans people, vote republican, or otherwise despise creativity and expression... Anon asks are enabled. Either way, my website is www.rileyquinnthefool.com and from there you can learn a bit more about the story, get to know the characters, and see where its available (almost everywhere).
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thinkdifferent70 · 9 days
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I don't want a common love. I want to feel the chills on the body, I want the touch the feeling, but the deep one that slips inside and makes storms, shakes you, lands you, drifts you and then picks you up. It's a love you feel in your eyes. It resembles the shot in black and white. The genius of this love is not the strength is not the color is not the purity of the whole but the greatness of staying impressed. - Luke C -
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harlequinoccult · 1 year
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YOU HAVE A HUNGER
A HUNGER THAT YOU’VE BEEN NEGLECTING For the most part, you’re a pretty normal mid-20-something year old who lives in a shitty apartment in the city. Well, except for one thing. Your.....”Associate” Carter “Dollface” Abernathy.
Who is a murderer, and quite frankly, a sloppy one at that. And you’re the accessory to his crimes. No matter what way you’ve gotten to know the man,or how you feel about him, you’re stuck with him, and stuck with just being his little “helper”
........Or are you? Especially when you’re suddenly given a....Unique opportunity.
                                              WELCOME TO THE                                             SLAUGHTER☆SQUAD
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☆CREATE YOUR VERY OWN SLASHER
☆CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON
☆CHOOSE YOUR SPECIALTY
☆CHOOSE THE FATES OF OTHER PEOPLE
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ELYSIUM (HE/THEY) [GNC-MALE] Mask: A full head mask made out of cracked tiles of mirror glass Weapon Of Choice:Butcher knife (w.r. case and sons cut-co 102-12) Outfit: They wear very clearly expensive looking designer clothes. A velvety looking red v-neck t-shirt, black jeans with artfully purposeful stitches connecting the thighs with the rest of the leg, sharply heeled ankle boots with red bottoms, and thick designer black gloves.
BLACK DAHLIA (SHE/HER) [FEMALE] Mask: A handmade mask, looks more like a flower arrangement art piece. dried black dahlia flowers at either side of the wooden mask, multi-coloured autumn leaves frame the dried flowers on either side and meet at the middle of the mask, just under the eye holes. Weapon Of Choice:Felling Axe Outfit: Wearing nondescript black lace up boots, extremely faded ripped blue jeans, a thin grey turtleneck under a green flannel shirt and a long pale pine green duffel coat, and an immaculate looking pearl necklace. Carries a brown worn looking messenger bag constantly.
OVERDOSE (HE/SHE/THEY) [GENDERFLUID] Mask: A heavily modified gas mask. painted black and studded with metal spikes, the glass of the eyes replaced with green tinted mirror lenses Weapon Of Choice:Nail Bat Outfit: They wear a faded pink leather jacket with the sleeves hacked off, a black and white long sleeved, striped shirt under an oversized black band t-shirt halfway tucked into wide legged jeans with the knees completely ripped open, showing their fishnet tights, wearing ratty, mismatched black and blue converse sneakers. completed with a spiked dog collar.
COLD (THEY/THEM) [NONBINARY] Mask: A smooth, blank white mask. its only features are its black eye-holes. Weapon Of Choice:Garrote Outfit: They wear a long black pea coat, black leather gloves, a tawny brown scarf over a light grey turtleneck with black slacks and heeled ankle boots.
SWEETHEART (HE/HIM) [MALE] Mask: A shiny, red, full face motorcycle helmet. Weapon Of Choice:Sledgehammer, Hunting knife Outfit: He wears a tan, sheepskin bomber jacket over a loose, dark grey, linen button up, slightly faded dark blue jeans, grey and white work boots, occasionally wears cheap heart themed rings on his fingers. 
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not-so-secret-nerd · 8 months
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Where are my sapphic/lesfic readers jonesing for a modern retelling of Beauty and the Beast set in 2003 NYC?
More details below the cut!
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Drowned by men. Saved by a monster.
The last place Alexandra Bailey expects her routine life of domestic journalism to lead is being sucked into icy floodwaters below New York City with a knife in her ribs. Headlines like this happen to other people, but it's real, and she knows she's dead. Which makes the circumstances of her survival as impossible as the woman who drags her from the water. 
Saved but hardly safe, Alex wakes in the Underground, a world of misfits and monsters thriving below the streets. It's a journalism goldmine. One Alex can't resist digging into after learning her beastly savior is Leanna Farrow, adopted daughter of an infamous and "presumed dead" scientist. But Alex's curiosity, coupled with her rapidly developing feelings for Leanna, put both women in danger when Alex’s inquiries pique the interest of a powerful family with bloody secrets connected to the Underground. 
If Alex wants to unravel the secrets of the world below she'll have to walk the razor's edge, but some mysteries are better left buried.
🕮 Over 1700 copies sold  🔖 750k pages read on KU ⭐ 200+ Amazon reviews 🏆 2 Awards 🎖️ 4-time Indie Ink Award Finalist 🔥 One hell of a #sapphic read
 So what are you waiting for?
Link below:
Undergrounder by J.E. Glass
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ag-meade · 4 months
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What Cypress Knows, part one.
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tofu-gaycat · 1 year
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ARO WALLPAPERS! (Just a few, will make sure to do more)
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herraretales · 9 months
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I wrote a YA virtual reality isekai with a transfem protagonist, a sapphic romance subplot, and tons of non-binary representation. I got into writing to tell stories that were gay as hell, and I’m going to keep writing to do that.
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Here we are! The bracket for the Sapphic Fantasy Book Tournament! Polls will start going up Tomorrow!
Edit: I see the spelling errors now, they’ll be fixed next round.
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hannahsbackroom · 21 days
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When Maestro Linley visits, things always seem to get rowdy…
Wolfie is easily influenced by good wine, and his long time friend - one thing leads to another, and then suddenly somebody starts taking their shirt off …?
Just another day at the Mozart residence, and poor Ludwig is just trying to keep up!
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pinkartwitch · 6 days
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In Frigga’s silence, Sapphire regained her composure, her face returned to neutral and the glow of her magic receded. “Well, Frigga, if you think you’ve cracked how to dissolve our contract, you’re welcome to try seeing as you’d rather sneak around behind my back than discuss these matters with me.” “No, Auntie, of course no-“ “And,” she leaned in a bit closer, the lights flickered again, her rage nearly visible around her, “if you’d like to run off with that vampiric parasite, or anyone else, I suggest they never show their face here again. It’d be a shame if someone went missing.” “Auntie, please, don-“ The lights dimmed and Sapphire’s rage began to manifest as electric blue static peeling off her in waves. “This coven depends on me and my decision is final. You’re going to respect that.” She roughly clamped Frigga’s right arm with a faintly glowing hand, her nails digging into the faint brand that lit up blue at the touch. “This isn’t going anywhere and you are going to follow through with it. If I hear any more about this foolishness, if you put one more toe out of line, I will lock you in your room and bind your magic until the day of the Heir ceremony, understand?” (Blood and Thorns, Chapter 14)
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Come along with me to Ozelea, a world bursting with magic and drama! I'm building the world that these characters live in, and you can learn about it in Blood and Thorns: https://pinkchaosstories.tumblr.com/bloodandthorns
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probablygoat · 8 months
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Growing up as a closeted queer person is actually kinda crazy because instances of homophobia stick out to you way more and you're forced to kinda read the room before responding to it.
When I was in high school, we were doing presentations for speech class. It was a practice of persuasion, having to convince the teacher/class of something being true. We each got to select our own prompts. Mine was why I thought The Legend of Zelda was cool.
My classmate, on the other hand, argued in favor of one of those classic "Disney subliminal messages" conspiracy theories. I specifically remember he used the Lion King SFX screenshot, The Little Mermaid's VHS box art, and the topless woman from The Rescuers. The angle he took from this was that Disney was "brainwashing kids into homosexuality".
Now, obviously, I wanted to say something about this. I wanted to go like, "Hey, what the fuck are you talking about?" But upon glancing around the room, my teacher was nodding, and the other students were exclaiming, "Wow, that's crazy! I had no idea!"
I don't believe anyone ever said a word about the blatant homophobia on display.
This was around 2013/2014.
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jellysaidshit · 1 month
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Our story. Chapter 1.
Content warnings: smoking mentioned. Other than that, nothing much.
It was a very calm morning. Too calm. A dark-haired girl sat in the living room of her student accommodation, enjoying the last moments alone. A cup of warm tea in her hands was her main source of comfort this morning while the dog at her feet quietly snored. She looked over the room she was in: walls were empty without all the pictures her previous roommates had, but it was a pleasure to see how tidy the place got.
She shut her eyes and took a deep breath. “Everything is gonna be good,” she told herself. She did not enjoy living with people, let alone people she didn’t know at all. Yet there she was, waiting for her new roommates, because she didn’t enjoy being homeless either. The girl heard a loud knock on the door which caused her to open her eyes. “Good bye, sweet peace,” she mumbled and with another deep breath she got up and went to open the door.
On the other side of the door, a black-haired lean figure stood with two bags, one in her hand and another on the floor next to her. A cigarette tucked behind her ear, she knocked on the door one more time. a second after, the door opened to reveal a girl and a black dog behind it.
“Hello, is this the…”
“I know you,” the girl inside the dorm interrupted the one who stood outside. “Are you majoring in psychology? I studied it two semesters ago, sat behind you in the class.”
The taller girl nodded, “I still don’t remember you,” she said, tilting her head to the side and staring at the girl in the room. “My name is River, I’m guessing I’m your new roommate.”
“I’m Nyx,” the girl moved away to let River enter the living space. “You’re the first to arrive.” Nyx said as she watched her new roommate move her bags inside. River put her luggage on the floor of the living room as she took the atmosphere of the living room.
“Nice place,” she said, turning back to face Nyx. “How many of us is there gonna be?”
“Four,” the girl answered. “So we don’t have to share bedrooms.”
Not letting the room to fall silent, someone knocked on the door again. Murmuring a few more cuss words, Nyx moved to open the door again. She was met with an even taller and heavy-breathing pink-haired figure. ‘I was too soon to call the first one tall,’ she thought to herself.
“Hi,” the chubby person managed to let out a breathy greeting. Nyx noticed a pin on person’s shoulder that said ‘they/any’ and smirked slightly. “I’m sorry, the stairs and me had a disagreement. I’m Ash, Ash Jung,” they rushed to introduse themselves as they saw the other girl look at their pin.
Nyx rolled her eyes and let Ash step inside. She was not ready to deal with the high energy person. Not today, not tomorrow, never. “ I’m Nyx,” she said as the massive figure moved their bags inside.
“I’m River, let me help you,” black-haired girl reached to grab one of Ash’s bags only to be stopped by their owner.
“No need, they’re awfully heavy,” they said as they grabbed the last one and moved it inside. “Literature major makes people lift books instead of dumbbells.” Ash giggled at their own joke when they felt River’s heavy stare on themselves. The lean figure stared at the chubby one with a curiosity, but Ash could only interpret the stare as a judgemental one. They shrugged and bit their lip, feeling like their roommates were about to diss them and their bags full of books.
“Nice sweater,” black-haired girl said, eyes still on the other person’s figure.
“You really gotta fix your face,” Nyx mumbled. “You’re scaring people.”
“Really? I’m incredibly sorry,” River looked at Nyx, then back at Ash. “It’s just a habit.”
“Don’t worry, it’s nice to meet both of you,” Ash nodded as if agreeing with themselves. “Oh, the fourth person, Beau, asked me to tell you that she will be here later. She also said she doesn’t mind any room, so I think we can choose first.”
“You know the other roommate?” River asked them, still staring at the person in front of her.
“Yes, we are friends,” Tall human answered.
“Room at the end of the hall is mine,” Nyx said as she pointed at the closed door. “I’ve lived there for a long time, so my rules.”
Ash looked over to where the older girl pointed and nodded again. They did not have any reason to be scared of any of the girls, yet they swallowed the lump in their throat and looked at River. She was already looking at them. “Ash, you choose. I don’t mind any of the rooms,” River shrugged.
“Oh no, you arrived first,” pink-haired person smiled awkwardly as they shifted from one foot to another. “I don’t mind either.”
River shook her head as she continued to stare at Ash. “You choose first and I’ll help you with bags,” She nodded towards one of the heavy bags.
Ash cleared their throat and took a deep breath, “I’ll take that room then.” They pointed at the room further away from the kitchen space. “Only if you really don’t mind.” The person offered the black-haired girl a small smile. They picked up two of their bags and walked to the room they pointed at.
“Sure,” was the only thing River said back to them before picking up one of the bags. Nyx followed them to Ash’s new room, but she didn’t lift a finger to help any of them. They both seemed so young, so immature to her. The shorter girl leaned on the doorframe when Ash turned the lights on.
“We need to talk about the roommate rules.” She said as she crossed her arms in front of her. Ash and River put the bags on the floor and River stepped out of the room to take her bags to one of the unclaimed rooms.
“Rules? We have rules?” Ash asked confused as they looked at the girl in the doorway. ‘She’s pretty,’ was the main thought in their head at that moment.
“Of course we have fucking rules,” she said as she moved to the living space. Black bullterier has been following her as if he was her guard. Nyx walked to the counter, grabbed and opened a lollipop and put it in her mouth. “I’m the oldest and I lived here the longest, so I make the rules. And the first one of them is this: we are not friends and we will never be ones.”
“May I ask where this agression is coming from?” Ash mumbled as they sit in one of the armchairs. River walked out to the living area as well, hands in her pockets and eyes fixated on Nyx. “That statement makes me wanna be your friend, actually.” They smirk at the oldest, making her question their sanity.
“Watch your mouth. I’m not a good friend, so you shouldn’t even try.” Nyx hissed at the pink haired person. “Anyways, the rules.”
“Let me guess,” Ash looked up and started teasingly listing stuff. “No smoking inside, no loud noises after 10 pm…”
“Exactly. No smoking inside; I’d personally perfer if you didn’t smoke at all, but I’m not your mom. No loud noises after 10, I don’t care what you do as long as you’re quiet. Buy food, cook and clean for yourself.” Nyx said, looking at her new roommates. Suddenly another knock interrupted the silense.
“That must be Beau,” Ash smiled as they stood up to meet the person at the door. Nyx opened the door to reveal a girl about her height, her brown wavy hair went to her elbows. As the newcomer’s dark green eyes skanned the girl who opened the door, Ash waved their hand, “Beau! Here you are!”
The girl, Beau, grinned when she saw the familiar face and rushed to get past Nyx to hug her friend. “Ashie! I missed you so bad!” While two friends were hugging, River and Nyx wathced them, River with curiosity and Nyx with disappointment. Two high energy people were surely too much for her.
“Beau, my darling,” Ash let the girl go to look over to other girls. “This is Nyx and River,” they pointed at the girls. “And this is Beau, my best friend since we were like… Five years old?” They looked over to the girl.
“As Ash said, I’m Beau and we are indeed friends.” Beau rushed to grab her bags, which were two big suitcases and one backpack. “Nice to meet you all.” She added. Ash rushed to grab the backpack, and Nyx moved out of their way. Her dog barked for the first time while they were there and Ash threw a curious glance at him.
“What’s his name? Wait, it’s a boy, right?” River asked as she looked at the doggo that jumped on the couch. She walked over to pet the pet and let him sniff her hand.
“Winston. He’s a good boy and he dooesn’t bite.” That was when Nyx smiled for the first time around her new roommates. ‘So she only likes him and none of us then?’ River thought to herself as she petted Winston.
Meanwhile, Beau and Ash moved Beau’s luggage to the last unclaimed room.
“Are they nice?” Beau whispered to her best friend when they closed the door.
“I don’t know, but Nyx set the rules,” taller figure sat on the bed. “No smoking inside, no noise after 10, clean up after yourself. Feels like home!” They chuckled as the looked over to Beau. “What?”
“The tall one is pretty though,” the girl mumbled.
“She’s been staring at me as if she’s never seen a plus size person,” Ash mumbled back.
“Ashie, it’s gonna be okay, right?”
“I hope so, Beau, I hope so.”
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Author's note: if you made it to here, reblogs and likes are very appreciated! Thank you for reading this thing I came up with, you're truly the best!
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thinkdifferent70 · 11 days
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The characters of “My footballer” turned out “ An MM novel by Luke .
It will be out soon ❤️
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harlequinoccult · 1 year
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The Valley of Luck was said to be a myth. Something that grandparents would tell their grand-kids around a campfire. Even those who worshiped Lucian, The God of Luck, thought it nothing but an old wives tale.
Until, one day, a man with an arm made of solid gold started telling people that he'd been there, that he'd seen the Valley. Word spread quickly, and suddenly, every continent was alight with the rumor that The Valley was real, that it could give you all the riches you could ever want, and then some. 
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Choose from 4 different species to play as!
Humans, Elves, Fiendish, and Orcs!
Customize your Adventurer!
Each species have their own unique customization options!
Choose your weapon!
Five different weapons to choose from! That you can name! Or not!
Choose your skills!
Choose your three main skills! Use them to solve problems!
Build your personality!
Different personality traits! be a smartass! be timid! be honest! or not!
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The Eldritch Doctor
-Xandin Ivory- Your "Employer" as it were. He largely comes off as aloof on a good day and down right cold on others. He keeps his face hooded, masked, or otherwise shrouded in darkness via magic, Few seem to know what he truly looks like, and those that do are evasive under questioning. He expects your absolute very best on the tasks he sets you on, but he doesn't come across as unfair. There are no shortage of rumors about the man, ranging from completely banal to down right terrifying. Certainly, a warlock acting as a village doctor couldn't be as cruel as he's rumored to be....could he?
The Immortal Bard
-Yuuki Itsuki- A playful bard that seemingly everyone knows, who apparently knows everyone. Everyone but you, that is. He seems keen on remedying that with his uncanny ability to show up in the most unlikely of places, as he's taken an interest in your quest. There are rumors that he's immortal, that he's been around for decades, that he knows where The Valley is, but keeps it a secret. Is he really just a friendly face, or is there something deeper behind his charming demeanor?
The Arcane Knight
-Andrew Hartlyn- The current sovereign's personal guardian, He's been protecting them since they were a child and considers them family. Kind and level headed, He comes off as an uncomplicated man born from humble beginnings, but the question remains of how this seemingly normal man became the guardian of the Altrien monarch is a mystery to many, most of all you. Is this man as modest as he claims, or is there something more extraordinary going on with this knight?
The Vibrant Valkyrie
-Claudia Duskstar- A descendant of the goddess Illumae, her angelic features contrasts sharply with her impudent demeanor. A known bar fly and gambler, this mercenary claims she's only in it for the coin nowadays, but she has plenty of history she isn't exactly keen on sharing, not while sober anyway. Is this divine paladin truly just done with valor and virtue, or can you prove to her that there is some goodness left to protect after all?
The Wandering Merchant
 -Vylasia Ambrees- The ever charismatic merchant you stumbled upon by pure chance, Vylasia has her ear right at the pulse of the rumor mill. She and her trusty steed Diego have traveled far and wide in her caravan, she hocks her wares with an air of mystery and allure and barters her knowledge to the highest bidder, but she seems to keep people at arms length and always plays her persona of the mysterious merchant flawlessly. Will you be able to find out how this merchant really feels about you?
The Enigmatic Noble
-Cyrus/Cyriene/Cyrid Ari'Nodel- Cy is...an odd person by noble standards, from their blatant disdain for other houses of nobility, their extreme willfulness, to their oddly obfuscated noble parentage, they seem to be many contradictions bundled into one person, but the one thing you know they are, is the Ezrian council's head archivist, they've kept sensitive documents for the Council safe for years, but that can't be the only reason their frequent insubordination and flippant attitude is ignored, can it?
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not-so-secret-nerd · 7 months
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Where are my sapphic/lesfic readers jonesing for a modern retelling of Beauty and the Beast set in 2003 NYC?
More details below the cut!
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Drowned by men. Saved by a monster.
The last place Alexandra Bailey expects her routine life of domestic journalism to lead is being sucked into icy floodwaters below New York City with a knife in her ribs. Headlines like this happen to other people, but it’s real, and she knows she’s dead. Which makes the circumstances of her survival as impossible as the woman who drags her from the water. 
Saved but hardly safe, Alex wakes in the Underground, a world of misfits and monsters thriving below the streets. It’s a journalism goldmine. One Alex can’t resist digging into after learning her beastly savior is Leanna Farrow, adopted daughter of an infamous and “presumed dead” scientist. But Alex’s curiosity, coupled with her rapidly developing feelings for Leanna, put both women in danger when Alex’s inquiries pique the interest of a powerful family with bloody secrets connected to the Underground. 
If Alex wants to unravel the secrets of the world below she’ll have to walk the razor’s edge, but some mysteries are better left buried.
🕮 Over 1700 copies sold  🔖 750k pages read on KU ⭐ 200+ Amazon reviews 🏆 2 Awards 🎖️ 4-time Indie Ink Award Finalist 🔥 One hell of a #sapphic read
 So what are you waiting for?
Link below:
Undergrounder by J.E. Glass
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ag-meade · 6 months
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I challenged myself to use a limited color palette for this illustration and am really happy with how it turned out. Traditionally drawn with ink and markers on mixed media paper.
Here are the colors I chose, if you're curious:
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Most of my markers are Copics, but I'm a huge fan of Sketchmarkers. Their cap colors don't always match the color inside, but they work really nicely, hold a ton of ink, and their refills are affordable.
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